Medical Sovereign

Ding Ning has no feelings of compassion, nor does he have much sympathy for this country that has fallen into the arms of Tianzhu and has long since perished.

To put it bluntly, they are simply to blame. If they hadn't strongly hated the people of Shenzhou and betrayed Shenzhou to join Tianzhu, they would not have fallen to the point where no one cares about them now.

Here, it has basically been abandoned by the Tianzhu government, and even the border guards can't see a single one, and there are only walking dead zombies passing through the exotic buildings.

Ding Ning walked casually. He was not interested in fighting hundreds of thousands of zombies. Now he just wanted to find a place with few zombies to release White and see if he could lure Baqi out.

Baqi can sense White's breath, so it stands to reason that he should go looking for him desperately, but in fact it never showed up, just commanding the zombies to attack the border, which made him feel very strange.

Could it be that Baqi was entangled in something and couldn't separate?

Ding Ning found a condescending hillside overlooking Sikkim, released the unconscious White, lit a cigarette and waited quietly.

"Roar!"

Not for a while, there was a beast-like roar from a distance, and then Ding Ning saw the zombies wandering in Sikkim boiling up like soldiers who heard the horn of charge, and they rushed towards the place where he was. Azimuth came.

Don't look at these zombies who usually stagger and look very slow, but when they run, they are a little faster than ordinary people.

Ding Ning frowned. It was obvious that the zombies were ordered by the roar, but what shocked him was that he couldn't tell where the roar came from.

He was not in the mood to be surrounded by these zombies, so he quickly put White into the water space, then raised his ears, and released his consciousness to the greatest extent, wanting to see where Baqi was hiding.

Unexpectedly, the roar did not appear, and the zombies did not retreat as he thought, but kept running towards him.

"Fuck, what's going on!"

Ding Ning was dumbfounded, so he could only run away, just kidding, these are hundreds of thousands of zombies, he can't stand up straight even if he is tired to kill him, not to mention that this zombie is carrying a virus, who knows if it will If they get infected accidentally, he doesn't have the time to play with them.

However, Ding Ning didn't expect that these zombies were so shameless that they surrounded the hillside where he was like wisely. He wanted to escape unless he grew wings.

Well, he did grow wings. Anyway, there are no living people here, and he is not afraid of being seen. However, when he was about to spread his wings and fly high, he was taken aback. Nima, his spiritual sense discovered that he was surrounded by zombies. There are still living people in the piles of Sikkim, and they should come out to collect supplies while the zombies are leaving.

Ding Ning was happy if there was a living person. Although the living person seemed to be a foreigner, there is no distinction between the living people here at this moment, as long as they are individuals.

He had a hunch that Baqi was probably hiding not far from here, otherwise the whole of Sikkim wouldn't all turn into zombies.

Stealth!

Let me go, Ding Ning was a little dazed, he couldn't even hide himself, the zombies seemed to be able to see him, and they continued to surround him.

Nima, do zombies distinguish living people by smell?

Ding Ning observed carefully, and found that these zombies wrinkled their noses and sniffed, and came precisely to his location.

Amazing smell! Ding Ning recorded it silently, and then activated the power of thick soil to create a small landslide behind the zombies.

A group of zombies stopped suddenly, looked back in unison, then turned their heads and continued to pounce on him.

It should be that he didn't smell fresh flesh and blood, so he continued to look for himself.

Amazing hearing! Ding Ning recorded it silently again.

Immediately, a ditch was created in front of a group of zombies, and these zombies fell into it one after another like blind men.

No vision! Ding Ning recorded it silently, and at this moment, zombies have surrounded him.

"Hey! Since you want to court death so much, I will fulfill you!"

As soon as Ding Ning's words fell, there was a violent vibration on the ground, and then several huge holes were opened, each of which was more than ten meters deep.

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

"Plop!"

The zombies fell into the pit one after another like dumplings, and the holes were piled up in the blink of an eye.

Zombies waved their disgusting palms, stepping on the bodies of their companions to climb up desperately!

With instinctive wisdom, know how to stack Arhats!

Ding Ning recorded it silently again, and then with a thought, the earth elements in the deep pit condensed into earth giants, and waved their fists to attack the zombies.

The zombies stood there in a daze, not knowing how to resist, and their heads were smashed alive by the stone giant.

It doesn't know how to resist attacks other than flesh and blood creatures, and its intelligence is extremely low.

Ding Ning recorded it silently again. He already knew a lot about the zombies, so he didn't bother to pester him any more. He said to himself proudly: "In ancient times, there was a famous general Bai Qi who killed 400,000 enemy troops, and now there is a famous doctor Ding Ning who killed zombies." Twenty...uh, I can't count them, at least twenty to thirty thousand are there! Ashes to dust, rest in peace!"

Ding Ning really didn't have the patience to count. He waved his hands lazily, and the ground shook violently again, burying all the zombies that fell into the pit alive.

Then Ding Ning strode forward like a leisurely stroll, and a hundred meters in front of him, huge pits appeared, and piles of zombies were engulfed and buried alive by the deep pits.

When he entered Sikkim, he could not see any zombies around him, but he knew that the zombies buried by him were only a small part, and many zombies were trapped in the building and could not get out. Many zombies did not come from afar.

"Imperial Palace Temple!"

Looking at the plaque hanging on the temple, Ding Ning suddenly remembered that this is the old palace of Sikkim, the Nyingmapa Monastery built around the 14th and 15th centuries.

The Imperial Palace Temple covers a large area. After all, it was a former royal palace. The golden tiles and white walls with red edges, solemn and dignified, but the headless corpses and dried black and red blood of zombies along the way are quite eerie. .

Ding Ning came to a majestic and tall palace following the breath of living people detected earlier, with a look of surprise on his face, he opened the door and walked in.

"Don't move, if you move again I'll blow your head off!"

A shotgun was pressed against his temple, a blond white man said in English, and closed the temple door casually.

Ding Ning raised his hand pretending to be terrified, and shouted in English, trembling all over, "Don't kill me, I'm just passing by."

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced quickly, and saw a total of fifteen people in the palace divided into three groups, all staring at him, but he couldn't help wondering in his heart, what was so strange about this palace? Will you isolate your own consciousness?

These fifteen people included men and women, old and young, foreign devils, Tibetans, and a few mixed races whose nationality could not be discerned.

But it was obvious that the five tall and burly foreign devils had the upper hand here, with two guns in their hands, a shotgun and a pistol.

The other group consisted of six people, an old couple, two middle-aged lamas and a young lama who had been sleeping all the time. The old couple were dressed as Tibetans with Tibetan knives in their waists; Standing behind him, the little lama huddled in a corner of the main hall and looked at the others vigilantly.

The remaining four people are three women and one man. The man is about twenty-four or five years old. He wears the military uniform of Tianzhu Kingdom and holds a gun in his hand to protect the three girls behind him. The girls don't seem to be very old, only in their early twenties. It's just that the face is covered with a veil, so you can't see the appearance clearly.

"Passing by? How did you get here with so many zombies outside?"

The shotgun in the white man's hand was slightly loose, and he asked suspiciously.

"I have been hiding in a family's house. I saw all the zombies go out just now, so I took the opportunity to sneak out to find some food!"

Ding Ning's face was terrified, and he said tremblingly, wanting to praise his acting skills.

Not to mention a few shotguns and pistols, even if there are heavy weapons here, they can't help him. It's just that he didn't plan to expose himself until he didn't figure out what was there that could isolate his consciousness.

"Since they are all victims, then go and stay by yourself, but I hope you will be honest and don't play tricks."

The white man carefully inspected Ding Ning's whole body and found that there were no wounds scratched by the zombies on his body. He was relieved and put away the shotgun.

"Oh, thank you, I haven't seen a living person in days, thank God, thank God!"

Ding Ning pretended to be terrified and excited, and thanked him repeatedly.

"I see that your body is quite strong, join us!"

The Indian soldier who was always acting as the flower protector extended an olive branch to Ding Ning, and the veiled girl blinked her big watery eyes, looking at him pitifully.

"Whatever! I don't care!"

Ding Ning shrugged his shoulders indifferently, perhaps because of the mentality that guns are king, the five white men did not respond to this, they gathered together and discussed in a low voice with anxiety, nothing more than where to find food, and insisted on waiting for the rescue. kind of thing.

"Hi, I'm Galawa, are you from China? Or Fusang, Korean?"

Seeing that Ding Ning was willing to join, the Tianzhu soldiers introduced themselves enthusiastically.

"Shenzhou people!"

Ding Ning glanced at him with a half-smile, because he knew that people from China in Sikkim were extremely repulsed, and he didn't know whether Galawa would be as enthusiastic as he is now after knowing that he is from China.

"Shenzhou is good, I like Shenzhou very much."

Unexpectedly, when Galawa heard that he was from China, he became more enthusiastic, with a sincere smile on his face, which was beyond Ding Ning's expectation.

On the contrary, it was the old couple dressed as Tibetans, with a flash of hatred in their eyes.

Most of the Tibetans who settled in Sikkim were nomads before Tibet and Xinjiang. They lived by grazing yaks. With climate change, they came to Sikkim at the southern foot of the Himalayas as a nomad. According to the agreement belonging to China, Sikkim was merged into Tianzhu, which made them unable to return to their hometown, so the Tibetans here are extremely hostile to the people of China.

After chatting with the talkative Galava, Ding Ning quickly figured out the current situation.

It turned out that Jialawa was an active soldier in Tianzhu, but during this time he was on vacation, so he came to Sikkim to visit his younger sister Shima who was studying in university here.

Unexpectedly, the zombie virus broke out suddenly, and Sikkim became a kingdom of zombies overnight. Galawa took his younger sister Shima and her two classmates Lu Qika and Su Erbi, and fled to the palace temple in a panic amidst the tide of zombies. It has been five days in this palace.

Ding Ning learned from Jialawa’s story that this palace is the former residence of Chokyi Lodro, the most outstanding master of Tibetan Buddhism, and it seems to possess some kind of magical power. Not daring to come in, this has allowed them to survive until now.